Chaos does not sleep
Just points his gun and takes aim
Chips fall where they may
Collect your fallen
Move along, nothing to see
Prayers and thoughts sent
What’s one more life lost?
After Sandy Hook we shed
Our humanity
Lost Humanity
Chaos does not sleep
Just points his gun and takes aim
Chips fall where they may
Collect your fallen
Move along, nothing to see
Prayers and thoughts sent
What’s one more life lost?
After Sandy Hook we shed
Our humanity
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
My streams of thought meet here
Conceptual Photographer and Writer
Ramblings
Killer Fiction
Music and Storytelling
Besteesydian
A bit of this...A bit of that...bit of everything...come on in...
Life in a flash - a bi-weekly storytelling blog
MARK PETRUSKA | WRITER
Short essays about novels and other fictional works
By Ian Garrabrant
Home of Micropoetry, Literature, art and philosophy.
Just a fiction writer, trying to reach the world.
I'd curtsy but I'm drunk.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
My dear, words have failed me but they have not failed you x
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I can’t stop crying. My country is a mess.
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No your country is like many others, just not where the good citizens want it to be right now.
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